The man in the flower robe was flying while murmuring to himself.
"In the past, I followed Ao Kuang in defying Di Tian, but now I realize that was a big mistake."
"The existence of the Divine Transformation is truly terrifying!"
"If Di Tian is dead, then so be it, but if he is alive, this emperor can never oppose him again."
The battle on the Bikong Domain side had already lasted a day and a night.
The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi being drawn upon could no longer be supported by the nearby domains.
Even the Taihu Domain, almost a hundred thousand miles away, was being affected, showing the battle’s ferocity.
The man in the flower robe dared not stop, urging his Qi Power to head to a safer rear.
His figure was like an arrow, unceasingly swift.
Where he passed, the reflection on the lake shimred, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Suddenly!
The flower-robed figure stopped, his gaze falling on a relatively intact palace.
At that mont, a white-robed man walked out from the palace.
His calm gaze t the other’s eyes, which were filled with both surprise and joy.
"Centipede, you shouldn’t have stopped."
The Centipede Commander laughed heartily, "I wondered why the Spirit Qi here was so calm compared to other places; turns out it’s because you’re cultivating here! Alchemy Sect, co with !"
With those words, his right hand, hidden under the robe, suddenly reached out, grabbing towards the palace below.
As he extended his hand, it suddenly beca large and thick, transforming into a gigantic hand that swooped towards Luo Chen.
A glint of severity flashed in Luo Chen’s eyes.
Go with him?
Everyone wanted to make him go with them!
Even this beast dared to speak so shalessly!
Mingyuan Heize’s realm is profound, and being greatly tempted, one might show disrespect, but how dare you speak such wild words?
The white-robed Daoist flicked his fingertips.
In the next mont, a multitude of Sword Qi soared into the sky.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The Sword Qi collided with the giant hand.
Amidst the sharp cuts, they fell silently.
Centipede slowly retracted his right hand, his clothes in shreds, deep sword marks crisscrossing his arm.
Staring at the sword marks, Centipede raised an eyebrow.
"So this is what you rely on?"
He grinned fiercely, not showing the slightest fear, charging towards Luo Chen.
"I want to see just how powerful that Sword Array Ao Kuang covets truly is!"
With his wild laughter, overwhelming Demon Qi erupted forth.
Luo Chen used both hands, summoning more Sword Qi from the depths of Taihu Palace.
Not only that, but he also needed to deploy his Nascent Soul Domain.
He intended to recreate the Triple Hell!
But just as Luo Chen tried to control the Heaven and Earth Qi, his expression changed slightly.
Boom!
Luo Chen was sent flying backward, his form like a Sky Roc spreading its wings.
The majestic palace where he once stood had been reduced to rubble.
Luo Chen gestured, and five Sword Pills whirled back into his hand.
"The Yuan Qi here is in chaos, the Fire-attribute Spiritual Qi is completely beyond my control, making it impossible to perform the Triple Hell."
A giant hand erged from the endless dust.
Luo Chen did not evade, slicing down with his right hand.
A burst of blood flashed, and the giant hand broke in the middle.
Amidst the ruins and broken walls, Centipede waved his hand, dispersing the dust to reveal a fierce face.
"This Sword Array is nothing, easily broken."
"You do have so tricks; to avoid prolonged dreams, I won’t entangle with you slowly!"
As he spoke, two hands erged from within the flower robe, tearing it open down the middle, half hung across his waist.
The revealed scene was a body densely covered in limbs all over.
Devil Wind surged, Demon Qi roared.
His body began to constantly swell and expand.
A multitude of bulky limbs supported his enormous body, rendering it grotesque and terrifying.
Moreover, nurous weapons tumbled out from the flesh and blood within, landing in those hands.
Swords, spears, staffs, halberds, and giant axes.
From afar, it looked like a giant centipede, seven or eight hundred ters long, wielding hundreds of Magic Items, standing across the palace ruins.
Luo Chen, holding the Yuan Tu Blood Sword, regarded the scene with a grave expression.
Without aning to, he glimpsed another shadow slowly moving beneath the fluctuating waves of Taihu.
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